You are panting and moaning, your sweat dripping onto my face, by breasts, my belly. I realize you are near to coming and quickly make a decision. "Oh..., honey. Don't come in me. Please. I want to see and taste your cum. Please cum on my face. Cum on my face." That seems to do it for you. You cry out, pull your wet erection out of my cunt and crawl up my body. Your cock, red and swollen, is dripping on my breasts. I take it in my hands and stroke it once, twice, aiming it at my raised face. You. He wasted no time and began to play with one of my breasts while my husband played with the other one. my skirt was up pretty high and our new friend started caressing my leg, he then slowly moved up to my panties, which were dripping wet! He fingered me while I kept stroking his large cock. He began to moan from pleasure. I leaned over and started to suck his throbbing manhood. He suddenly exploded a large load of hot sperm nearly drowning me. I was not planning on him to shoot his load all. He did this when he was sure M. Leblanc was paying attention. The mature gentleman told Joie that he invited him there so that they could enjoy the caberet and to show the boy his desires and tastes for young boys. He hoped that Joie was interested in fulfilling those desires. They enjoyed delightful and tasty French cuisine, exquisite French wine and were treated to an amusing show of young gay boys, older men and some very pretty cross dressers presenting a play in French but with enough. I could tell she was in her mid thirties by age lines on her face, but she was still what I consider relatively pretty. Her eyes were wide and open, with a little bloodshot, and she had a slim face with a cute smirky smile. Typically I am attracted to thicker girls, like my girlfriend, but this one was pretty slim, with nice legs that were exposed nicely by her skirt. From the looks of her tank top, I saw no straps of a bra, so it was obvious her pretty little tits were still holding their.